Broheera

Kristen and my tshirt design

Pigmalia














and people too







Sardonic faces pop from out the wood
Tunes bask in the soot
as children
carve ancestry on walls

Oh farms

Day Seven




on an evening such as this
your words cut butter
your eyes chuck corn

Day Five



Where are the good times lurking,
you lacklife scallywag

Day Four



Abodes a bustle.
Funky not junky.

Day Three



I am lengthy charges of depth and grind.

Day Two



Wyeth in my hands

Day One



Under this skin your blood rustles and moves.

Kuludu








with blue and pink pajamas
the trick was flipped
Du calme du calme

Misha.




bellow, gripe and howl.
I am the salamander king.